[Verse] The fog pulls in slow, a whisper on the stone, A shadowed line where water meets the unknown. The light on the pier, a breath held in the air, No wave, no sound—just silence, thick and fair. [Pre-Chorus] And then it comes— A single call, a deep, unbroken thread, Woven through the hush where time has fled. [Chorus] Hear the horn, the dark reply, A song the harbor sings each night. No name, no end, no need to know— Just echo, breath, and letting go. Hear the horn, the dark reply, A soul that fades and never dies. [Verse] The mast holds still, like thoughts at rest, The stars above are dimmed, just like the chest That carries all it’s ever lost or kept. The sound returns—again, again, and kept. [Pre-Chorus] And then it comes— A single call, a deep, unbroken thread, Woven through the hush where time has fled. [Chorus] Hear the horn, the dark reply, A song the harbor sings each night. No name, no end, no need to know— Just echo, breath, and letting go. Hear the horn, the dark reply, A soul that fades and never dies. [Bridge] It doesn’t ask for meaning, no reply, Just rides the dark like a lullaby. No map, no sail, no reason why— The harbor knows the way to say goodbye. [Chorus] Hear the horn, the dark reply, A song the harbor sings each night. No name, no end, no need to know— Just echo, breath, and letting go. Hear the horn, the dark reply, A soul that fades and never dies. [Outro] Hear the horn… A breath… A thread… A silence… Still.